Sadistic seductress 

of sultry lasciviousness, 

the cruelty of your fingers 

wrapped around others 

like choke holds before 

the profligate emperor,  

a noose too eager to knot, 

as your lips curl 

into a cynical smile 

encasing the ecstatic 

with the obscene, flagrantly 

parading yourself for all to see 

while I hide in the folds 

of your tunic, yearning

for a man not my own, 

wrapping my own mouth 

around his desire until 

he neglects his old life 

and yearns only for me.

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